Lao Gong is a crybaby

After waiting for a while, there was no movement behind him. He slowly let go of the heart that was raised in his throat, swallowed his saliva and turned his body mechanically to face Tan Minze. The corners of his mouth began to rise wildly. He bit his lower lip hard.

He buried his face in the quilt and let out a long breath. After stabilizing his emotions, he poked his head out again.

It was just a taste just now, he hasn't had dinner yet, how could he be satisfied?

Sang Ran stared at the lamb he was slaughtering in front of him for a moment, and there were countless voices clamoring in his heart to eat Tan Minze immediately.

Tan Minze, don't blame me, you were the one who wanted to lie next to me to seduce me.

He lowered his eyes, carefully pressed his lips to the tear mole at the end of his eyes, and couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to touch it, soft and hot lips gently kissed from the end of his eyes, all the way to the eye sockets .

In the dream, Tan Minze dreamed that when he was a child, his mother wrapped the peeled boiled eggs in gauze and rolled them on his eyes. It was very hot, and he hid back.

After hiding, Sang Ran was so scared that she opened her eyes. Fortunately, she was still awake.

Sang Ran thought to herself: I can't dawdle any longer, at least get the first kiss first.

Just do it, he covered it, even his lips were trembling with excitement, not to mention how much pressure his heart was under at the moment.

There was only a piece of paper between their lips, but at this moment Tan Minze suddenly raised his hand and slapped Sang Ran on the face, saving his first kiss by mistake.

He couldn't sleep well, felt the hot breath move to his lips, always felt that his mother was going to scald his mouth with an egg again, so he stretched out his hand to open it.

The touch of the real thing woke him up, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Sang Ran still sleeping.

It's just...how did the quilt undulate so much?

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Scared me to death... Sang Ran has become a dog in panic.

Tan Minze sat up and reached out to pull the quilt that covered his side face, wanting to check what was wrong with him, whether he didn't sleep well.

But he didn't want the quilt to be held tightly by Sang Ran, and he couldn't pull it down without using force, but he was not sure whether Sang Ran had woken up, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

"Sang Ran? Are you awake?" He leaned over the quilt and asked softly.

No one answered.

Sang Ran didn't dare to pull the quilt so tightly anymore, so the second time Tan Minze only used a little more force to pull the quilt away. Sang Ran's face seemed to be cooked, and even the color of her lips was red. It's a lot brighter.

"Sang Ran?" He called out in a warm voice, and felt the temperature on his face with the back of his hand.

It's really hot and scary. Could it be a fever?

Sang Ran was touched by his slightly cold back of the hand, and her whole body shivered under the quilt, half from being cold and half from being frightened.

Feeling that the temperature from the back of his hand was getting higher and higher, Tan Minze panicked and couldn't care about anything else, grabbed Sang Ran's shoulder and shook him awake.

"Sang Ran, wake up, don't sleep."

Sang Ran delayed for a while before opening her eyes pretending to be in a daze, and her voice was just right lazily and hoarsely, "What's wrong..."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eye sockets before trying to focus his gaze on the person in front of him.

Tan Minze frowned, "Do you feel unwell? Your face is so hot, maybe you have a fever."

Seeing his nervous appearance, Sang Ran almost couldn't burst out laughing, controlled the expression that was about to collapse, and forcibly suppressed a bewildered look.

"Ah?" He touched his forehead, "It seems to be a little hot, maybe it's because I covered it under the quilt for too long while sleeping."

What he said made some sense. He did sleep with his face under the quilt just now, probably due to lack of oxygen.

Tan Minze let go of his hand, "I don't know what time it is, are you hungry?"

Sang Ran lifted the quilt, rubbed her belly and smiled shyly, "It seems that I'm a little hungry."

I looked at the time on my phone, it was two o'clock, why didn't anyone come up to ask them to eat?

"Let's go down and see what we can get to eat."

"Auntie said she left food for us."

Tan Minze asked: "Has she been here?"

Sang Ran pointed to the extra quilt on the bed, "Auntie brought it over, she wanted you to sleep longer, so she didn't ask us to go down for dinner."

"Well, let's go down."

Seeing Tan Minze turn around, Sang Ran finally regained his composure. While feeling lucky, he also felt that it was a pity that he would die.

He almost kissed him!

Tan Xuancheng was full of food and tea, and sat in the living room to rest, in fact, he was waiting for Sang Ran to come down, and the matter of Sang Ran's injury was always in his heart.

Seeing that the person finally went downstairs, he couldn't sit still and stepped forward to check, "Does it still hurt?"

He was very close, and the man's pine scent wafted into his nostrils, and Sang Ran was not used to Tan Xuancheng being so close to him.

"It doesn't hurt." He lowered his head, intentionally covering the pinch marks on his neck.

Wu Lingxue was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and she couldn't see the two of them, but Tan Minze and Tan Shuya, who were present, saw Tan Xuancheng's actions, and felt an indescribable feeling of coddling in their hearts.

He cared too much about Sang Ran. No one would find it strange that Wu Lingxue cared about Sang Ran, but Tan Xuancheng, who has always been good at restraint and forbearance, frequently showed an unsteady side because of Sang Ran, which was really incomprehensible.

It seemed that he himself realized that his concern was a little too much, coughed lightly, "Are you hungry? Go to the kitchen and ask Lingxue to reheat the dishes before you eat."

Sang Ran nodded: "Well, let's go then."

After Tan Xuancheng sat back on the sofa, Tan Shuya kept looking at him, and finally couldn't help but said, "Dad, is that why you like Sang Ran so much?"

Tan Xuancheng slowly forked a piece of pineapple, and raised his eyes to look at her when he heard the words, "I like it, and I want to adopt him as a godson."

"Ah?" Tan Shuya felt that she must have heard it wrong, or her father was not clear-headed, "You have only seen him a few times? And you plan to take him in as a godson."

"I think this kid hits me pretty well."

Tan Shuya looked at the sky and rolled her eyes, "I really didn't see where he fell in love with you."

Tan Xuancheng smiled and said, "I think you are just jealous. I'm just talking about it. If you really want to accept it, the family may not be willing."

She curled her lips, noncommittal, "I don't have any objections if you really accept Sang Ran as your godson. I don't know if Tan Minze minds. You are better to an outsider than him. In his heart Think about it?"

"Do you think Minze is the same as you?" Even though he said that, he had some considerations in his heart. If he really did that, even if Tan Minze didn't mind, Lingxue would not be able to explain it.

Tan Shuya looked arrogant and disdainful, "Of course he's different from me, I'm not as cowardly as he is."

"Shu Ya!" Tan Xuancheng's face changed, "Your brother has given way to you everywhere since he entered this house, and he didn't do anything to apologize to you. Why do you dislike him so much? He also understands two out of three sentences. Sarcasm, how did you become so mean?"

These words deeply hurt Tan Shuya's heart. She opened her eyes angrily, her red eye sockets became moist, she suddenly got up and shouted at him, "That's because you don't know how useless he is! How did you think of him before?" You know it in your heart, now you don’t know what kind of evil one or two of you have fallen into! You are all looking at him, and you all feel that I am arrogant and mean, I see..."

"Pa——" Tan Xuancheng was furious, and slapped the coffee table, "Enough!" The angry shout made her gasp suddenly, and she closed her mouth unwillingly, but tears fell down .

The movement in the living room spread into the kitchen, and the three of them felt tense, glanced at each other and hurried out to check the situation.

"Why are you arguing?" Wu Lingxue took out the paper and reached out to wipe Tan Shuya's tears, and asked Tan Xuancheng, "Okay, what do you think the child is doing?"

Tan Xuancheng felt that her face was about to be lost by her, and tried to calm down the anger that had not been extinguished, "Don't spoil her anymore, she doesn't know where she is wrong now."

Tan Shuya sneered, opened Wu Lingxue's hand, raised her arm and pointed at Tan Minze who was standing aside, "I just hate him! Is there anything wrong with hating people?"

He swept across the crowd with a sneer on his face, "Don't tell me you don't have anyone you hate!"

"Ozawa didn't apologize to you." Wu Lingxue's heart was cold to the core. She believed that since the day she married, she had been doing her best for the family. She had no skills, no job, and she didn't have the face to be a rich wife all day Splurging around with her husband's hard-earned money.

Except for what Tan Xuancheng gave her, she never took money to add any piece of jewelry to herself. She worked hard every day to manage the affairs of the family, and she also endured Tan Shuya's insinuations from the Ming Dynasty. A little warm and harmonious appearance, in order for her and Tan Minze to be truly accepted by their father and daughter, but is there any good result in exchange for it now?

Doesn't she feel bad for her own son who was bullied outside and still received cold words when he returned home?It was her son, the flesh and blood that fell from her body.

Ever since her husband left, the life of the mother and son has been difficult. She has a weak temper, and she just smashed her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach when people pointed at her. When Tan Minze was bullied, she didn't ask someone for an explanation.

But she is single and weak, she can't stand up to other people's gossip, and in the end she became the child she didn't teach herself well.

She knew very well in her heart that the reason why Tan Minze, who was so lively in the past, became so taciturn now, was because she stayed with her, a useless mother, for too long.

And she knows the child's grievances, but every time things go wrong, she still can't help but take her temper on him, because she knows that in this world, only he can tolerate her unreasonable troubles.

But she was also afraid that one day he would really be disappointed in his mother and would no longer let her rely on her.

She has endured for so many years and made her son suffer for so many years, but now she is no longer willing to wrong him. He is slowly changing, and she feels that she will not allow others to deprive him of this hard-won happiness.